I write because, it’s Helps me understand the real me, Who I used to be, and who I wanted to be, who I’m going to be now.
I come from a background where deafness is a disease a plague. A mental illness, a disability!
I have been called everything you can imagine!
- Dumb
- Blonde 👱♀️
- Stupid
- Retard
- Disability
- Ugly
- Fat
- To skinny
- To short
- To temper mental
- Bi polar
- Shy
- Easy to read
- To honest
- To easy
- To hard
The list goes on, just like life goes on. I don’t need anyone’s input on me.
No one does. If you can’t accept us with no knowledge. Then you can’t accept us with our faults, that makes everyone human.
We shouldn’t have to suffer the storm ⛈ for people choices.
- Family
- Relationships
- Friendship
The only approval we need is god’s approval.
God can judge and forgive.
God has never said ,I hate my children.
God puts us first.
He is in charge of our faith he has written our stories.
For me I can’t wait to see what god has in stores for me.
I have been in the storms, when the light hits, joy comes in the morning.
We all stand in the storm, but together as 1,to be united as whole. We can fight through the storms for a better days for, better tomorrows.

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